YOU SWAN , HE FROG !

The day I died, my boyfriend brought his "one true love" back to our house.

They made out on the couch I bought, ate the apple pie I baked, and played the PS5 I gifted him—laughing, joking, having the time of their lives without a care in the world.

She suddenly asked, "Where's Annie?" 
In a calm voice, my boyfriend replied, "We had a fight a few days ago. She went on a work trip." 

Ha, little does he know, I'm already dead.